Crosby Stills Nash and Young-Woodstock lyrics

by Joni Mitchel  
    
  Well I came  
 across a child of God  
  He was walking along the road  
  And I asked him  
 tell where are you going  
  This he told me  
    
  Well I am  
 going down to Yasgur`s farm  
  Going to join in  
 a rock and roll band  
  Goin` to get back to  
 the land to set my soul free  
    
  We are stardust, we are golden  
  We are billion year old carbon  
  And we got to  
 get ourselves back to the garden  
    
  Well then can I walk beside you  
  I have come to lose the smog  
  And I feel like  
 I`m a cog in something turning  
  And maybe it`s the time of year  
  Yes and maybe  
 it`s the time of man  
  And I don`t know who I am  
  But life is for learning  
    
  We are stardust, we are golden  
  We are billion year old carbon  
  And we got to  
 get ourselves back to the garden  
    
  By the time we got to Woodstock  
  We were half a million strong  
  And everywhere there was song and celebration  
  And I dreamed I  
 saw the bombers jet planes  
  Riding shotgun in the sky  
  Turning into butterflies  
  Above our nation.  
    
  We are stardust, we are golden  
  We are caught in a devil`s bargain  
  And we got to  
 get ourselves back to the garden